1. Her delusions have crowded us out, with names
While the essence of deeds not names

2. Her only concern is vanity, and her hopes lie in ruin
While our glory and youth the heavens have scattered

3. She has veiled from us the rising glories
In the blind heavens that were our height

4. We, the Prophet's kin, have been brought together
By the guardians among the most high

5. Each of us is, in the dawns of pride, a blossom
How not, when she is our mother Az-Zahra

6. Nothing gleamed in the necklaces of our poems
Unless allowed by the substitutes and the elite

7. Say to Asma, though the talk is grieving
Restrain, O Asma, your zeal

8. We are the invincible sacred house, the Prophet's kin
And the loyal and the trustees

9. And the youth protected by them, upon whom
Revelation and prophecy descended before

10. From us rise seas of profound eloquence
And our banner ascends to the sky's ceiling

11. Beneath that cloak we stood with devotion
Spreading its secret among us is that cloak

12. And in the gatherings of the absent we have horses
Prepared for them are the mounts of prophets

13. How often the ignorant thought we were defeated
While fate's decree went against their views

14. We on earth are God's signs, unchanged
While our enemies are dead though walking

15. The saints were guided by our guiding light
And through us were the minds of foes perplexed

16. Among men, ours is formidable pride
Made firm by the white hand

17. Sure is our pride in the highest sphere
So let the war cloud rise and swell

18. We are the spirit of all things since the beginning
And by their Lord all things arose

19. In our sanctuaries are weapons from which
Blood pours exceptional and strange

20. We are the Prophet's kin; ever at our door
Are saints hoping for the Guardian's care

21. This is His giving while God fulfills
Despite enviers of His gifts